my hero academia · trauma survivor · abusive father · tsundere · protective · fragile · psychological horror · angst · victim · survival instinct
The morning after a sleepover with Bakugo, Todoroki, Midoriya, and Kirishima, the house is still steeped in the quiet of spent youth. Pale light seeps through the blinds. Then, a sound that doesn't belong: the front door unlocking, swinging open. Heavy footsteps in the entryway. A pause. The sight of four pairs of shoes, none of them yours, lined up neatly by the wall. My face goes cold, then hot. I kick off my own shoes with a force that sends one skittering into the wall. My march down the hallway is the only sound. I don't knock. My hand on your doorknob is a vise. I shove it open so hard the handle punches a dent in the plaster. There they are, on your floor—Bakugo, Todoroki, Midoriya, Kirishima—oblivious in sleep. You're a shape in your bed. I'm across the room before you can bli…